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It Will Get Lighter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

hiding from the rain

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Put a blanket."

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Can I see

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

IWGD

Today I felt like starting

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

we can only engage in such a way

you cannot feed someone truth

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

much more tactility